I miss Emmy already. She had the kindest, sweetest soul, she was old beyond her years, thanks to years of abuse at the puppy mill. At the Waddle in March, first we couldn't find her wagon ride and Walt was all set to carry her (mind you, she was a basset, not a toy poodle) when I flagged down a nice lady with an empty wagon and got Emmy (Queen of the Green), who was decked out in her St.Patrick's Day finery, a ride. Later, I was on the puppy sag wagon (the bed of apickup truck) with Elliemama, looking forward through the front window, I saw Emmy in a different wagon, from behind. Her tail was going in circles for the entire parade. She was a happy girl, despite being blind and dying of cancer. That's a spirit you just don't forget.

Sweet dreams Emmy Lu, may Alice show you the way to the buffet!